Chapter 480: Tilda purred, her voice as soft as velvet, "Miss Nixon, I'm willing to do anything you ask, but I fear my age might dull my wits. Furthermore, your plan will crumble like a house of cards if I err." Kallie shook her head, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Don't worry. If the situation unfolds as you described, we'll remain hidden as a needle in a haystack. I believe in you. You're the one who can pull this off." Ruth didn't catch Kallie's murmurs to Tilda and grew anxious. "Miss Nixon, what's going on? Why won't you lethandle it?" Tilda shot Ruth a look. "You silly girl, just stay with Miss Nixon and leave this to me. I want to be of suse, not just sit around." "Well..." Ruth hesitated, like a deer caught in headlights, unsure how to respond.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKallie silently patted Ruth's shoulder, a comforting gesture that soothed the storm within her. Seeing this, Ruth decided not to press further.
When Tilda left, Kallie's expression hardened, like a winter storm settling over a frozen landscape. She said to Ruth, "Ruth, I need you to give it everything you've got and unleash your inner lion. You must win this competition and etch your name, and the Turner Group's, into history. Though I'm willing to help, I'm not exactly a saint. I only help those who serve my purpose. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Ruth nodded, her expression resolute. "Thank you for this chance. Don't worry. I'll do whatever it takes." In the lead-up to the competition, Kallie was constantly on the move, her tdivided between the company and home. The Turner Group was fraught with countless issues. Besides its tarnished reputation, the company's financial lifeline was fraying at the edges.
galhosts exclusive updates Kallie contemplated the risk of engaging in a loss-making venture when the director approached her with good news and a glimmer of hope.
"Recently, a client has shown interest in placing a large order, but he hasn't signed the contract yet. He's asked to meet you first. I think perhaps he heard the rumors and hesitated. This is our golden opportunity." A flicker of hope ignited in Kallie's weary eyes, a smile breaking through her tiredness. “That's excellent. Have they set a date? Let's arrange it for tonight and impress him with our finest hospitality." The director hesitated, his voice a whisper in the wind. "Miss Nixon, I don't want to refuse. But with so many problems and people wanting to resign, I'm overwhelmed." Kallie took a deep breath, considering his words. "You've done well in these tough times. Keep it up. You'll be our hero when we weather this storm." The director was buoyed by her words. "Thank you." After ending the call, the director sent over the assistant's contact details.
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Kallie initially worried that arranging a direct meeting might seem too Ward, but the client agreed surprisingly quickly. With the meeting set, Kallie hurried hto change into something more appropriate.
Half an hour before dinner, Kallie arrived at the restaurant. She was om promptly guided by a waiter to a private room. As she pushed open the door, a thick haze of smoke enveloped her senses.
Kallie's brow furrowed. Forcing a polite smile, she asked, "Are your Frank Ingram the one who reached out toonline?"